| Stonehenge |
| In ancient times, hundreds of years before the dawn of history, lived a strange race of people: the druids. No one knows who they were or what they were doing, but their legacy remains here, in the living rock of... Stonehenge. |
| Stonehenge where the demons dwell, where the banshees live, And they do live well. |
| Stonehenge Where a man is a man And the children dance, To the pipes of Pan. |
| Stonehenge Tis a magickal place Where the moon doth rise With a dragons face. |
| Stonehenge Where the virgins lie With the prayer of devils Fill the midnight sky. |
| And you my love, Won't you take my hand. We'll go back in time To that mystick land. |
| Where the dew drops cry And the cats meow. I will take you there, I will show you how. |
| Oh, how they danced, The little children of Stonehenge Beneath the haunted moon For fear that daybreak May come too soon. |
| Where are they now? The little people of Stonehenge And what would they say to us If we were here... Tonight. |
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